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Wednesday, September 27, 2006

5:05 PM

Argh. Gotten back prelim papers le. It sucks!! Though I passed chem!! (at the expense of other subjects though) Was very disappointed for maths. argh. but nvm.

now blog about yesterday.. call us go back school for 3 hours just to take chem paper n go thru paper 2. so bo liao. after that, toddler, cui n renjie came over my house to hang out. RJ bought this french movie which is quite the violent and have main characters who act like spiderman, can climb up and down buildings de. but well, it was a nice movie. cuz the ending was nice.

oh and then they abit high in my room. look at the things they did:

My poor Mr Bean Bear!

See where they hang it!!!

Omg omg.. then they tried to act gay..

Then very tired...

Toddler was quite high today. And we invented terms to describe different kind of high-ness.

wu ke qun high --> group high (cuz qun high)
renjie high --> everyone high (ren ren high)
euni n todds high --> li high! (li hai) hehe.

The cat video is inspired by Toddler in a moment of high-ness.... =)

* will you catch me?

Toddler's moment of genius

Watch this video...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K-LReltfwQ0

Guess a school?

Cat High. =)

* will you catch me?

Monday, September 25, 2006

4:23 PM

Do I ?

Maybe I do.

But not now...

this is such a random post.

* will you catch me?

Just to assure Jess:

Taking the wrong side of the train is normal. Very normal.

I took the train wrongly twice. The first time, it was the NE Line. I was late so I just rushed when I saw this train at the platform. Then when it reached Hougang the I feel weird weird de. Cuz I going Dhoby Gaut ma. Ended up having cheeki wait for me for 1.5 hr? (cuz sch late release oso) Argh. He was mad. Hehe. I resloved it peacefully by treating him to dinner. Euni the Peacemaker!

The 2nd time happened just last week. I was at school, then went to meet toddler ah min n ly at cini. So I took bus to J8. Then went down the platform to take train. Then this very cute toddler (NOT YVONNE) in a stroller (issit called a stroller?) waved to me. So I went to play with her and talk to the mum. She really very cute la! She say things like "ah gaaa gaa" but dunno what she saying. Then the train came, and we boarded.

"Next stop, Ang Mo Kio." I went "OMG!" mentally. I was already late for k lunch and I took the wrong side! Very calmly (and pretending that i've reached my stop) I said bye to the toddler n her mum and took the other train opposite...

So for now, I'll pray that I don't take the wrong side again. Unless my prayer doesn't work. LOL.

* will you catch me?

Sunday, September 24, 2006

9:09 PM

Toddler loves me!! Wheeee!
We went to k box together twice in 1 week! First with the HC gals, then 2nd time with ah Min n Luoh Ying(can't spell his name). Ya. Anyway, Toddler loves me!

You know what's the best part about being a lousy singer? The best part is having friends who are lousy singers too. Just like Toddler and me.

I love going "Wooo!" and "lalala..." and "yea!" and "huo huo huo!" and "ha ha ha he!" It was damm fun. LY and ah Min can't sing the huo yuan jia song too! So for the whole song we only sing the "huo huo huo!" parts!! Hehe... And we sang our own, english version of An Jing! Jay Chou will prolly faint if he knows we're singing his song like this! the 2 of us totally love spoiling songs!!

I've been going out alot during this holiday (which isn't really a holiday but who cares anyway?)

Mon: Last paper. Go home n slack.

Tue: Went Orchard shopping with Toddler. Bought useless stuff like 2 very cute jigsaw puzzles i'm intending to fix after my A levels

Wed: Went watching The Banquet with my classmates (Jay, Ah Min, Ah Lian, Chio, Samuel) which turn out to be not-so-nice. It was NC16 and Min n Lian kena checked! hehehe... Then went shopping for clothes for Ah Min's special day. I bought a spag top from Zara myself. It cost $16.90 only! So happy la.. And Ah min bought the same top, just a size smaller than mine. She very funny la! Where got people wear market clothes to Orchard de?!?! It was quite fun though.

Thur: Went K boxing with the HC gals (except Mag who has school) Me n Todd really rocked the room. Literally. Then took neos!!

Fri: Toddler asked mi go k boxing very last minute. So went lor. I nice ma. Since she miss me so much. Still got Ah Min n LY (juz now mention le)

Sat: Kena grounded by my mum at home cuz i've been going out too much.

Sun (today): Met up with sec sch buddies huien and huixian. k boxing too! 3rd time in 1 week! and we took neos too! very nice! shall upload if i ever got my scanner to work. sat at Mac and chat chat for a while and 2 hours passed! did quite a lot of catching up with each other. xian is still so lao yang zi. huien changed quite abit though. slimmed down and grew long hair and dyed her hair...

to conclude, it was a nice week. I so look forward to the end of my A levels when I can finally have this same feeling again. Right now, i dread getting back my prelim results. sigh.

* will you catch me?

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

10:05 PM

and thanks todds for the nice winnie the pooh (12 for $1)sticker!!

* will you catch me?

My exams are over!!!!!!!!!!

Hehe.. went shopping with toddler today. Haf to admit it was quiet nice shopping with Toddler, since she has short legs and doesn't walk very fast (which means i dun haf to try to keep up with her, but go at a slower pace, unlike Miss Long Legs *eyes girl eating bread*) Haha...

After walking 1 whole day, from the start when i met toddler right up to when i say bye to her, i came to a few conclusions. take out your notebooks people! Shopping tips as follows:

1) Always shop with someone who walks as your pace or slower
(no need to elaborate, me and todds is a good example)

2) Never wear slippers if you're intending to shop along Orchard Road
The reason behind this tip is because yours truly has one blister on each feet now, thanks to walking from CiniLeisure to Hereen to Tangs, taking a bus to Great World City and back, and walking to Taka then back to Orchard MRT. There's a great deal of things to shop n look(especially if you walk with a bimbo) and you really don't want to end up like me.

3) Never go to the place ur friends bought ur birthday presents
For one thing, you'll wish they bought something else instead. Like the tiny shelf you can hang on ur wall and display all your nice winnie-the-pooh keychains. Or the nice, pastel coloured glitter (6 colours).

4) Always trust your 2nd instinct. Cuz ur 1st will always be wrong.
example: euni wanted to wear yellow shirt. then she changed her mind, she wanted to wear black. but euni thinks wear yellow is good, cuz toddler nv wear yellow shirts and always wear black shirt. so euni wears yellow. since toddler n euni haf too much muo qi (they buy n sell for $5566), toddler wear yellow!!

Stay tuned for more tips when Euni goes shopping this week!

* will you catch me?

Saturday, September 16, 2006

12:50 PM

Thank You everyone!

I had a great birthday.

With special thanks to:
Ying Hui
Cheeki
Cui aka Flamingo Gor Gor
Bread

And all my friends

Super superised to see them at my house la.. With a very yummy cake! *touched*

My prelims are almost over! Almost... haha... Really have my friends to thank.
Especially Ying Hui. Muz highlight. Very very big Thank You. =) *hugz* not to forget, to Nana, Swee and MuMMy. Love you all!

* will you catch me?

Sunday, September 10, 2006

1:37 AM

Sweet Story:

"When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms".

On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom. This was the scene ten years ago.

The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school. Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.

Dew came into my life. It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, “you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs”. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we were just married, my wife said, “Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.”

Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so. I moved Dew's hands aside and said “you go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company.” Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.

However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.

One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, “suppose we divorce, what will you do?” She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.

When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.

Once again, Dew said to me, “He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together.” I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more. When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. “I've got something to tell you”, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. “I want a divorce.” I raised the serious topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, “why?” “I'm serious.” I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, “you are not a man!”That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer. Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.

She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month’s time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal a life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.

She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, “He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?” This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, “I remember.” “You carried me in your arms”, she continued, “so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning.” I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage romantically.

I told Dew about my wife’s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. “No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce”, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, “daddy is holding mummy in his arms.” His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, “Let us start from today, don't tell our son.” I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for a bus, I drove to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face. On the third day, she whispered to me, “the outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.” On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vague. On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.

I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, “It seems not difficult to carry you now.” She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, “all my dresses have grown bigger.” I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head. Our son came in at the moment. “Dad, it's time to carry mum out.” He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad.

On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. “Our son had gone to school.” She said, “actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.” I held her tightly and said, “both you and I didn't notice that our life lacked intimacy.” I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid anydelay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, “Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.”

She looked at me, astonished. Then she touched my forehead. “You got no fever.” She said. I moved her hand off my head. “Sorry, Dew,” I said, “I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.”

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office. When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, “I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.”

* will you catch me?